Oh. Right. I hadn’t had the chance to have that talk with him yet and all the touchy-feely moments with him made me forget I hadn’t said anything. We’d done a good job of distracting ourselves with all the talk about my people.
My heart kicked into high gear and I swallowed hard. “Um, how does your kind feel about interspecies dating?” I said around a nervous laugh. How the hell did I know what him touching me meant? Maybe his kind were just huggers?
Patty’s shouted laughter saved me from myself. She was literally rolling around on the ground, howling.
I didn’t think it was that funny. I was blushing furiously and Ohem was just staring at me.
He slid his hands down my arms slowly, until he had my hands held loosely in his. He brought them up to his face and rubbed the smooth skin of his lower jaw over my fingers. His eyes never left my face. “My people encourage marriage with different races. It is celebrated when two people come together. My family would be overjoyed at the union of old enemies. It would lay the past to rest. Yes. I am honored to be chosen. You humble me,ursang.”
His lights were flashing and pulsing in an intricate pattern, and I was starting to understand what all the different glow ups meant. This one was joy.
What they do when he was aroused?
I was going to make it my mission in life to find out.
“So you aren’t weirded out by my appearance or by my instincts choosing you and only you?” I asked, my stomach doing somersaults inside me.
Ohem chittered, “You do not look so different from many species I have met. You are well formed and strong. I find you beautiful. Powerful. I knew the moment you came to feed me inside my prison that I wanted you. I was worried you would be too afraid to accept my advances, but you stared so intently at my body on the Vrax ship, wanting me. I could smell you,” he said, his voice a low growl. His fingers brushed my cheek, and I shuddered at the tone of his voice, half mesmerized. “My people know when we have met the one we are meant to spend our life with. In a way, we have our own instinct.”
Patty squealed and clapped, “My ship has sailed!”
Lunatic.
I jumped and wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. His arms wrapped around my waist, holding me against his body tightly, and he pressed his face into my neck. Wish we were alone right now. Aside from ancestral revelations, sex was a pretty good distraction from grief. Reminded you that you were alive while pushing the seriousness of your situation to the background, if only for a little while.
I needed to be getting on a first name basis with his dick. For the distraction.
“I wish I could have you,” he muttered into my neck, sending a goosebumps wave across my body.
“When you say ‘have’ do you mean–”
“I would have my cock buried deep inside you if we did not have an audience,” he interrupted with a low, dark chuckle. “Or perhaps you don’t mind being watched?” His voice was practically a purr, and the wet heat of his tongue glided across the skin on my neck sends a lightening bolt of pure pleasure to my clit and I seriously considered just fucking him in front of Patty. She’d probably cheer and give pointers.
His tongue continued its path up my neck and circled around my ear. It was textured and rough against my skin. I moaned, my sex clenching and needy.
Yeah. I didn’t care about the audience. I just wanted him inside me.
“Ah, I can smell you, myursang. So sweet. Will you taste as sweet, I wonder? Will my Rijitera beg for her pleasure?” His voice rumbles around me in amusement.
Hotdamn!
I was opening my mouth to tell him I’d do whatever he wanted if he’d just fuck me, when a groan sounded from beside us. It was a pained groan, not a sexy one, and it pulled me out of my lust-filled haze.
Ohem pressed his face hard into my neck and growled in frustration.
I panted out a little laugh and patted his shoulder. “I know,” I said and wriggled out of his grasp.
Sam was sitting up and clutching her head. I crouched down in front of her and gripped her shoulder to steady her.
“What happened?” she croaked, looking around in confusion.
“The nano bugs put you out to heal your concussion, we think,” I said.
She grunted and squinted at me. “Hey, you seem better.”
I smiled sheepishly. “I heal fast.”
“Lucky,” she said and stood. I reached out to help her up, steadying her again when she swayed.
